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The Making of a Bikini Model
by Aquarius (no address provided)

***

Amber Dawn Hadley wanted to grow up to be a fashion 
model. She got her wish at an early age and then some. 
(M/f-teen, ped, inc, 1st, rom)

***

1. 

"Daddy, take my picture."

Bill Hadley was down loading several digital pictures 
for a client's project when his daughter Amber Dawn 
strolled into the home office dressed in a formal 
girl's dress and her first high heels. 

He was astounded at how grown up Amber had become in 
the past year. Slim, trim and all the right curves. 
Bill liked what he saw. The girl was a month shy of 
fifteen pushing twenty five. He was amazed at how 
beautiful the girl had really become. Amber Dawn was 
not his real daughter, she was his foster daughter. 
She was adopted when she was an infant and raised as 
their own daughter. However, his wife of fifteen years 
passed away from cancer when Amber was just ten. His 
wife was just as sexy and sensuous a woman despite her 
health problems. They'd always had good sex. However, 
she could never have children due to her health which 
caught up to her, killing her. 

He was on his own with Amber. It was two years ago 
that Marilyn was buried, two years ago that foster 
father and foster daughter came together in sorrow and 
grief binding them together. Amber was the child they 
wished they could have had, made together in their 
marriage bed of sensuous and intimate love making. But 
it was not to happen that way, as hard as they tried. 
With tears of joy they brought Amber home. Now 
fourteen years later, there was only Bill and Amber 
together. They loved each other as much as natural 
father and daughter. 

Bill's sister Alice who lived not far away helped on 
the "girl" issue things when needed. Having a home 
based business helped that he was able to be home for 
her when she came home from school. 

Sometimes Bill wondered if Amber had picked up some of 
that from his late wife's traits in the last couple 
years. Amber, to her credit, took over much of the 
household chores to include grocery shopping and 
cleaning. And she proved very frugal with the money on 
the former. When they would go to the super market, 
she stuck to the list as Marilyn did. Bill let her do 
the shopping, he was just along to pony up the money 
for the groceries. 

Bill glanced back at her again. The low bodice of her 
dress drew a man's attention to her nicely shaped 
breasts and nicely forming cleavage. The dress was 
open enough one could get a glimpse of her little 
black lacy bra. The dress was a short sleeveless 
electric blue nylon with white strappy heels and 
leather belt, and a white faux pearl necklace. Her 
long soft brown hair fell down her back in rivulets 
tied back with a large blue bow. Bill sucked in an 
involuntary breath of air as he looked her over. In 
the rush of his home based business Bill forgot he had 
gotten the dress and shoes for her a couple weeks ago 
as a birthday present. He'd been so immersed in this 
project his mind was everywhere but where it should 
be. 

"Wow, you look beautiful in that dress."

The girl curtseyed to Bill giggling. "How would you 
want me to pose?"

Her ambition in life after school was to be a fashion 
model. Her room was adorned with posters and pictures 
of the big fashion models; she especially wanted to be 
a model for Victoria's Secret. 

Bill unwittingly was helping the girl in that 
direction. However, Bill had ideas of his own but 
those'd put him in jail in a heartbeat if the wrong 
people found out. "Um, well I'll show you, hone. Let 
me finish downloading these pictures to the computer. 
"

Amber walked over to the desk to watch Bill as the 
pictures were transferred from the Nikon to the 
computer. Bill couldn't help but shift a glanced to 
the girl and the low front of her dress and the nice 
shape of her budding young breasts. 

Tearing his eyes away, he continued with his work plus 
fighting a growing erection at the sight of the girl 
beside him. Amber pulled a chair over to watch Bill 
work. Finally he had the pictures safely stored in a 
folder on the computer and a backup set stored on a CD 
disk. 

As Bill worked, it was all he could do to keep his 
eyes on his work. Amber sat close to him watching. She 
knew enough about computers and the attendant software 
and applications that at times she helped with the 
work. A few minutes later Bill had the pictures stored 
and was able to take a break. 

"Whew! Glad that part's done," he sighed sign off the 
file pushing back from the desk. "Okay, now..."

He stood to fix the camera on the tripod and the 
studio lights. He looked back at Amber. She knew all 
this equipment as well as he did. When she was ten she 
started hanging around the home-office and watching as 
he worked with the digital cameras and recorders. By 
the time she was twelve he started letting her use the 
cameras and studio lights, with his supervision which 
at times helped. 

Setting the camera up, Bill looked around for a likely 
place to take pictures. 

"Um, stand by the windows, hone."

Amber stood by the windows Bill positioned her then 
moved back to the camera. As he picked up the trigger 
cable he caught his breath. The late afternoon sun 
moving toward the west put Amber into a stunning 
silhouette; he was able to see through the dress and 
her exquisite figure. Amber was maturing in all the 
right places; she was every bit a young girl becoming 
a young woman. 

They moved everything into the living room. She sat on 
the sofa in different poses, one she moved to the 
edge, pulled the hem of the dress up as if she were 
fixing her stocking. Bill felt his breath taken away 
as he watched wondering what it would be like to 
seduce the young girl. He took more pictures in this 
pose, then she lay back her arms above her head in a 
sign of submissiveness with one leg crooked the dress 
sliding up to her hips exposing the top of the panty 
hose. The pose was suggestive of her willingness to 
let him take her, ravage her virginity. 

"Just a minute, Daddy, let me go change into something 
else – a skirt maybe."

A few minutes later she appeared at the foot of the 
steps in a silver gray mini-skirt and sheer blue 
blouse which he could see she had not changed the bra. 
The buttons were open three down suggestively 
revealing her black lacy bra. 

"Okay?" she asked in an innocent tone. 

"Um, yeah baby. Here sit the way you did before."

Amber sat on the edge of the sofa with her skirt drawn 
up her legs as if straightening the stocking, the 
black tops of the hose was revealed. As she leaned 
forward Bill snapped a shot of the black bra which 
shown uncovering her nice small breast. He almost 
missed the girl's coy smile. 

Bill's cock was stirring in his pants as he took more 
pictures of Amber in submissive poses. 

Amber got up to straighten the skirt kissing Bill– not 
a daughter-daddy kiss but a suggestive kiss full on 
his mouth. In a breathy voice, she said: "Thanks, Dad. 
Can we look at them later?"

"Sure. I'll down load them while you change."

Bill took the camera from the tripod and rushed back 
to the office to download the images. "God she is 
beautiful." One was almost as good as the other. 
Unconsciously his hand went to his crotch massaging 
his engorged cock. He lingered over each image 
studying it, studying her. He went back to the image 
of her in front of the window, her young nubile body 
in near perfect silhouette. He slipped his hand down 
inside his pants to feel and fondle his cock until he 
came, day-dreaming of Amber. 

In the back of his mind he knew he could make a lot of 
cash off those pictures from the men's smut magazines. 
Later. Don't rush things. That was the first of many 
sessions they did together. 

 Amber lay across her bed, her legs spread as she 
thought about her father – Bill and her in bed 
together, him feeling up her clit until she cried out 
with powerful orgasms. She knew from his stash of 
magazines she'd found one day what to do and what to 
expect. She found the magazines one Saturday when he 
was out on assignment for a client. The pictures of 
the girls and guys started giving her ideas. One was 
classier then the others and showed the girls in 
various poses dressed and undressed. The magazine gave 
Amber ideas that she was sure Bill would appreciate. 

Bill had the foresight to have his sister take Amber 
to the doctor to have birth control pills prescribed. 
A wise precaution. After that he assured she took the 
pills each day then skipping the week of her period. 
After awhile Amber religiously took the pill. The pill 
gave Bill the peace of mind when he finally took the 
girl's virginity, she would not become pregnant and 
ruin his plans for her. 

Bill knew. His sister was sexually active at fourteen. 
He was of age to join the service and decided to get 
it out of the way then go to school. Alice on the 
other hand already had a couple guys in her class 
getting it from her. Before leaving for the service on 
a quiet Saturday afternoon, Alice lay in the back yard 
sunning in a white bikini. He watched her for a minute 
feeling horny imagining what he would do to her given 
the chance. 

In spite of the fact she was his sister and younger 
than him, he went outside to sit beside her. 
Tentatively reaching out he gently stroked her bare 
back. Alice had loosened the bra straps to get more 
sun on her. Looking up at him she smiled. Bill leaned 
over to kiss her with unbridled passion. 

Alice groaned moving her hips as Bill pulled the bra 
off tossing it aside. Pulling his shirt off then 
loosening his pants. 

Alice knew by the motions and the way he was caressing 
her he wanted it. 

"This once," she said quietly putting her arms about 
him drawing him down to her. 

"I've wanted you since you turned twelve and you 
showed signs of your future womanhood."

"God I need you too, Bill," she whispered in to his 
ear as he kissed her. 

Kissing her over her breasts and body, Bill lifted the 
bra away from her then as he kissed her down to the 
waist band of the panty, he pulled the scanty little 
panty off her. Moaning the girl threw her head back as 
her brother moved down between her legs licking, 
sucking and probing the girl with his tongue bringing 
her to another powerful orgasm. The girl was nearly 
delirious as Bill sucked her clit and tender pussy 
making her come two more times for him. She felt 
herself nearly hyperventilating. Alice groaned with 
the last orgasm nearly tearing her apart. Bill leaned 
over Alice kissing her spreading her own love juices 
over her mouth and in it so she'd taste herself. 

Loosening his pants to slip out his engorged cock from 
the confines of his pants, Bill held it to show Alice 
what he had she'd have in her. Alice gasped at the 
sight as he grinned at the girl, spreading the pre-cum 
over the head of his engorged cock. Alice couldn't 
help staring at the size of his member. None of the 
boys who'd had their way with her came as close to her 
brother. Bill made Alice spread her legs for him. He 
quickly positioned himself to take the girl, his cock 
slipping into Alice penetrating her pussy. Alice 
moaned as Bill slide deep into her. He pulled back and 
drove it back into her several times until he set up a 
steady motion fucking his sister. 

She softly moaned as he went deep into her thrusting 
his cock in and out of her until they both cam with 
groans of pleasure. "Yes!"

At night Amber would imagine Bill or an older more 
experienced guy making love to her. But the dreams 
always came back to Bill. Amber imagined what the 
guys, or Bill would do to her. A tingling sensation 
made her feel like itching, the itch was between her 
legs. She found the spot. Gently caressing the area 
with her finger tips she discovered how good it felt 
then she brought herself off sighing with relief. She 
discovered the pleasing feeling of masturbation. Yet, 
she knew it would not be the same as a man taking her. 


2. 

Over the course of the next few weeks Bill 
photographed Amber some more. The two began to look 
forward to their photography sessions. Then one 
Saturday Amber decided to wear a dark mini-skirt again 
and matching button down blouse and heels and a skimpy 
black string panty and black panty hose with matching 
black lace bra she picked up at the local store. Amber 
did her strip act, which she practiced; she knew the 
act would definitely turn Bill on. 

Bill set up the camera and lights near the sofa tested 
the lighting, made adjustments as Amber was getting 
ready. He wondered what she would choose to wear this 
time. Many of her poses until now had been well done. 
Lately she had taken to wearing slips—strange she 
would think of such an item. He always liked her in 
sheer silk or satin slips – nothing else. 

"How do I look, Daddy?"

Bill turned to see Amber standing in the hallway door, 
the blouse tied up under her breasts, the short dark 
colored skirt, dark stockings, and flats. Admiring 
her, he wondered what she had on for panties and bra. 
He'd soon find out. 

"Great, baby, come on."

Amber crossed the room, Bill looking the girl over, 
his mind running a hundred miles an hour with dark 
thoughts about his foster daughter and what he'd like 
to do with her. 

He mused as he positioned her on the sofa in a 
suggestive manner: If it weren't for nosey neighbors 
and going to jail, he'd have laid her a long time ago. 

"Okay, here we go..."

She sat on the edge of the sofa pulling the little 
skirt up her thigh exposing the dark top of the panty 
hose. Bill took a couple pictures of her; he swallowed 
hard at the sensuous sight. She lay down on the sofa, 
smiling at Bill as she did, she began unbuttoning the 
blouse. 

"How's this, Bill?"

She laid the blouse open in a slow sensuous manner 
showing him the small bra and the buds of her small 
breasts. Bill's jaw about fell open as he couldn't 
help but stare at Amber in disbelief. 

Amber smiled alluringly at Bill laying her arms back 
and bending her right leg letting the little skirt 
slid down to her waist exposing the panty hose and 
skimpy little lace panty. Bill got control of himself 
long enough to take pictures of her in that position. 
They did some more pictures, Bill almost 
hyperventilating. Amber loosened the knot below her 
breasts, shifting on the sofa she slowly took the 
blouse off. 

Bill took several more pictures of Amber, the girl 
slowly undressing to just the little panty. Bill 
snapping each pose the girl did for him. He hardly had 
to tell her what to do, she was almost a natural at 
the art. 

They had done just about every pose there could be 
before he forced himself to call it a night. Amber 
gathered the few items up taking them up to her room. 
Plan A was in place. 

Putting a robe on, she slipped back down to the living 
room and office door. Bill was busy down loading the 
images. She could see his left hand fondling his 
engorged cock. Once the images were down loaded there 
were certain poses he seemed to linger over. 

Plan B, he liked what he was seeing. The coupes de 
grace was coming – maybe next weekend. 

It was late by the time they went their separate ways 
to bed. Bill lay in bed thinking of the girl, thinking 
of Amber. He did not know what to make of her 
performance this afternoon. She all but stripped for 
him. It was all he could do to compose himself as he 
took the pictures. His hands shook as with a palsy 
with each picture. Amber slowly took off each piece 
until she was lying on the floor in just her skimpy 
little string panty and bra. Just the mere thought of 
the nubile young girl he rubbed and fondled his hard 
cock. That's one thing he knew she could not miss 
seeing. Only his precious wife, Marilyn was able to 
make that happen. His malehood became erect. Soon he 
came all over himself thinking of Amber lying on the 
floor all but inviting him to ravage and rape her 
virginity. He sighed as his creamy cum surged in to 
his briefs making a mess again. 

He sighed with contentment as the last of the cum 
ejected from his cock soaked his hand and the sheets. 
The erect phallus went soft on him. Sighing with 
contentment he mused: "God I wish I could fuck that 
little darling – once would be enough for me. And 
she's still virgin – I hope." 

Amber lay in the dark thinking of ways she could 
seduce Bill into taking her. She lived for the day he 
would take her virginity, letting him have his way 
with her. She would let him use her as he wished. She 
began to fondle and massage herself until she had to 
bite her lips to keep from screaming with the searing 
orgasm. As the last drop of her cum seeped from her 
virgin pussy, she imagined Bill was still in her, his 
viral malehood lodged deep in her womb. The girl cam a 
second time, the orgasm racking her young body as the 
fluid drained from her. 


3. 

The week was passing painfully slow for both father 
and daughter. They were ready to jump in bed and Amber 
was ready to let Bill take her innocence. A couple 
times Bill was ready to just lay the girl and rape 
her. 

Bill was working on some graphics for a client who 
wanted farm scenes included in the art work. Suddenly 
the farm scene gave him ideas. Amber came home from 
school feeling tired and grumpy. Bill thought she was 
having her period. She kissed him:

"No, Dad. That was a week ago."

"Oh. Then...?"

She tossed her books onto a work table then sat on the 
table too. "I was thinking, we've done just about all 
we can do here. What about something new. Say, actual 
outdoor shots."

Bill turned his chair to face her, a broad smile 
filled his face. 

"Well?" she asked, laughing. 

"We think a like now."

"You've thought of someplace?"

"The old Hanson place off the county road."

She jumped off the table to kiss him full on the 
mouth. He got an instant hard-on from her kissing him. 

Saturday morning at nine o'clock Bill was turning on 
to the county road. All the windows were rolled down 
in the car, a breeze blew though the car as it sped 
along the county road, Bill looking for the farm that 
set back off the road. Finally finding it he turned 
left entering the long rutted lane. 

"Wow, no wonder you said this place would be great. 
Nice and remote."

"Just don't tell the high school boys or anybody about 
it. They'll screw it up in a heartbeat."

"No problem, this secret is safe with me. I like it 
already."

Bill pulled around behind the barn stopping near what 
had been the hay barn. 

Amber was dressed in a light colored mini-skirt and 
sheer white short-sleeve blouse showing her white lace 
bra. It was all Bill could do to keep his eyes on the 
road during the drive up to the old farm. He liked 
what Amber had on. In the back of his mind, he'd have 
liked nothing better than to undress the girl and rape 
her. She sensed it and she knew what she was doing to 
him. 

Bill got out with his digital camera letting her get 
ahead of him; he snapped off several test shots. He 
checked the recorded images. "Nice." 

Amber stopped near the open doors of the hay barn 
looking back at Bill. Bill snapped off several 
pictures of her then they walked in to the barn. Amber 
sat in the loose hay, giving him several poses; she 
opened the blouse exposing the nice little bra and her 
breasts for Bill's pleasure then drew the skirt higher 
to show the panty. 

She lay back in the hay gazing up at her lover 
enjoying the moment of teasing him with sexy and 
sensual poses. It would not have surprised her if he 
suddenly wanted to fuck her there. The farm was remote 
enough and she doubted anyone would have heard them if 
he did decide to forcibly take her on the hay. 

"Put on the little shorts or cut offs and that checked 
blouse."

"Oh yeah!" She said with a smile getting up to take 
off the skirt and blouse. She stripped in front of 
Bill to only the bra and panty. Slipping the scanty 
little short shorts on then the red check shirt 
without the sleeves, she topped it with an old straw 
hat she'd found. 
	
Amber put the old hat on and posed first by the door 
then again outside the barn. She went back throwing 
herself in to the stack of loose hay. Bill took 
pictures of the girl. They were both having more fun 
together then they'd ever had before. 

Amber would pose sensuously looking up at Bill with a 
"come on" look that finally he could no longer resist. 
Setting the camera by the case, he went over to the 
girl lay down beside her, the hay crinkling under his 
weight as he lay beside her. Amber let Bill kiss her 
over her body. 

Amber moaned as Bill's kisses and licking her stomach 
reached the waist band of the cut offs. Amber drew in 
a breath as he undid the fly button and pulled the 
zipper down exposing her white lace panty. 

Bill kissed and licked her waist as he slid his hand 
down over her pussy pressing his fore finger against 
her panty clad pussy. 

The girl moaned and moved her hips as Bill pressed the 
panty into her pussy. 

"Mmm, like that."

Amber just moved her head as the hat came off, her 
long hair spreading out behind her. Bill pulled the 
panty waist band down to expose her lush nest of 
public hair. His cock was hard and stiff it hurt. It 
was uncomfortable as he moved around anxious to take 
her but he wanted to make love to the girl for the 
longest time. This would make her want it all the 
more. 

Stopping, Bill sat up. Amber looked up at him with 
surprise. 

"Bill? Don't leave me like this – please!"

"Ssh, I want to get some pictures of you like this."

He stood got the camera, Amber smiled as he took 
several more pictures of her lying in the hay nearly 
undressed; the bra and panty exposed, the girl looking 
as if a guy had just been with her. 

All Amber could think of the rest of the week at 
school was Bill taking and using her. But how to go 
about making him think he was the one doing it was 
another matter. It was like a general planning for 
battle; he had the forces, now how to execute the 
plan. 

Thinking she recalled an advertisement for the coming 
summer fashions, she recalled one of the newspapers 
displaying young models in bikinis. She went through 
her things finding her two piece but it was already 
too small. Thinking about the bikini idea she finally 
shored up her resolve and went down to the den. 

Bill was working on the graphics for a client. She 
softly walked into the study. Approaching Bill from 
the back, placing her hands on his shoulders, she 
cooed, "Bill, I was thinking..."

Bill stopped. He knew when a woman, especially Marilyn 
said "I was thinking..." he was trouble. "Yes Dear."

He turned slipping an arm about Amber's slender waist 
drawing her down to his lap; his cock instantly, with 
a mind of its own hardened in no time. 

Laying her head against his shoulder feeling the 
hardness of his cock was unmistakable. She said, 
"Daddy, I just checked the old swim outfit from a 
couple years ago and... well."

Like the good father he wanted to be to Amber, he knew 
what was coming next. "How much, hone?"

As if thinking, she said, "The one I was looking at is 
thirty-five dollars."

Amber stood and Bill pulled out his wallet. "You 
forgot one thing, sweetheart."

"Oh?"

"Sales tax. Here's forty in case."

Amber happily returned to her room, closing the door 
lightly, she found the stash of magazines under the 
mattress. She found the article again. 

On the way home from school, she stopped by the 
library going to the Sex Education section. Looking 
around at the other patrons, she pulled up a handy 
stool. Toke out the book she read getting ideas from 
it. 

"Something sexy." She read the piece a couple times 
before the paragraph sunk into her. "Bingo! Marilyn's 
baby doll nightie and bikini panty. Now if I can just 
pull it off without him getting mad at me for using 
it."

She looked around putting the book back in its place 
she left the library and hurried home. When she got 
home the door was locked. Nothing new, Bill usually 
locked the door when he was busy. Amber was used to 
that. She hurried up to her room to look through what 
she had that would get Bill stirred up. 

She laughed as she laid bras and panty sets aside 
checking over each set finally setting aside a dark 
blue, a black, and green set. Then she went through 
her dresses. She recalled the author suggesting the 
girl wear a dress or skirt that was easy for the man 
to take off her or lift up above her waist a and pull 
her panty off if he so desired. 

*

Wednesday she stopped by the city annex library again 
to check on the book she found that was her source of 
information on seduction and sex. She walked down the 
aisle looking both ways to see if anyone had seen her. 
She found the book and went to her favorite corner to 
quickly read the chapter on being the one to initiate 
the seduction and make the partner think they were the 
one making the first move. 

On the way home from the library she stopped in the 
store where she saw the bikinis. She started with the 
young girl's display where she could not find anything 
that appeared sexy. She finally moved to the petit and 
young woman's display. After a few minutes of looking 
through the outfits, she found one she liked and knew 
Bill would like. She had the money from her chores and 
babysitting and what Bill gave her. She went over to 
the display of young women's bras and panties and 
instantly found a sheer black flower pattern bra and a 
matching sheer string bikini panty. 

The checkout clerk, an older woman raised her brows as 
she ran the scanner over the tags. Amber could see in 
the other's eyes what she was thinking of the girl 
buying such intimate things. She paid for them and 
surprisingly got change back. She grabbed the bags and 
left. 
	
"Daddy – Bill, I'm home."

Amber found a hastily written note. He was at a 
client's business with the final proofs. 

"Yes!" Amber rushed upstairs tossing her books and the 
bags of sexy bikinis into her bed room checked the 
driveway from an upstairs window. No car -- no Bill. 
Good. She went to the bedroom thankful Bill never had 
the nerve to dispose of Marilyn's things. He kept them 
as a reminder of her. She checked to see what intimate 
things Marilyn had, some Bill had gotten for her. 
"Good..." the sound of the car in the driveway, Amber 
closed the drawer and went back to her room. "Close," 
she breathed as the front door opened. 

The month passed quickly. They enjoyed each other's 
company the more as time went on. Quickly Amber 
celebrated her fifteenth birthday. Many of her friends 
were invited for the daylong event. But, that evening 
after everyone left Amber had her time alone with 
Bill. Changing, she put on the dress that Bill had 
bought her a few days before; a green silk and satin 
dress. Bill took her out that night for a late night 
supper then a drive around town and home. They sat on 
the sofa kissing and loving each other. Bill still had 
visions of his darling Marilyn when he held Amber. 
Scary as it may seem, at times he swore Amber was 
reincarnation of his late wife. 

On a Saturday morning, after her birthday as Amber was 
doing the laundry, she found a pair of Marilyn's sexy 
green satin panties, the crotch filled with dry cum. 
At first the sight puzzled the girl then it occurred 
to her, Bill had been wanking off some nights thinking 
and dreaming of making loving to Marilyn – or her. She 
did it to herself on occasion; however, she knew Bill 
would need sexual relief, have another woman in his 
life, someone he dearly loved otherwise the guy would 
go nuts pining for his late wife. What to do about it 
started her musing. 

A spark of inspiration at school started her thinking 
about the problem. She arrived home she checked the 
den; Bill was out. She went up to her room first then 
Bill's room and the dresser, she opened the drawer 
that still held Marilyn's things. With care she went 
through the night clothes until she found Marilyn's 
baby dolls and chemise's. "Yes, the sheer black one." 
Looking it over, she was able to see through the 
material. Smiling to herself, she knew the panty would 
not stay on her for very long. "I'll definitely lose 
my virginity wearing this Friday night." 

She hid the baby doll in her room. House work done she 
began her studies just as Bill drove up the driveway. 
The front door opened: "Amber?"

"Room, Dad!"

They went through their week day evening ritual, 
supper, dishes in the dish washer, supper planned for 
the next day. Bill took time to go through Amber's 
notes from her various classes to assure her studies 
came first. Amber patiently waited until Bill returned 
to his office then went to her room to pull out the 
baby doll and swim bikini. 

"Oh...I hope this fits."

She stripped out of her school clothes and put on the 
scanty little panty first. "Oooo, it just fits." Then 
the top piece. She slipped it on pulling it down to 
just below her waist. The top just fit her small 
frame. "Marilyn was the same size I am now. Wow, now 
that's interesting."

She was relieved when she tried on the bikini; it too 
fit perfectly. 

Amber studied herself in the floor length mirror, 
turning left and right, checking the front, the back 
and side view. "Perfect." She had to content herself 
until Friday evening. Amber put her school clothes 
away then slipped on a robe over the baby doll to 
return to her studies. That night and Thursday night 
she slept in the baby doll, assuring Bill could not 
see it when he awoke her those two mornings. 

Thursday after her studies were done, she put on the 
swim bikini and a pair of strappy heels to go down to 
show Bill. She knew the sight of the bikini would turn 
him on. Two small diamonds covered her breasts held 
together by thin straps; the bottom, or panty had a 
thin strap on either side held by bows that a guy 
could easily undo slipping it free of her pussy and 
rape her. 

She studied the bikini knowing the only man would have 
that pleasure was down stairs. That would be later 
that evening. 

That evening after everything was done, she put on the 
bikini outfit then quietly descended the stairs 
crossing to the living room to the study doors. Easing 
the open she stood in the door in as sensuous a manner 
as she could. Bill sensed Amber was behind him at the 
study doors. He looked over his shoulder at her then 
looked again. 

"Oh... wow!" he breathed unable to control his obvious 
reaction the feeling of his cock hardening became 
uncomfortable. 

Amber smiled alluringly for Bill's reaction. It was 
just what she wanted as she crossed the room to him 
sitting in his lap. 

"Just for you -- my lover." 

"Pictures honey?"

"Yes."

Amber stood up as Bill took one of his cameras, 
checked it as Amber posed by the door then an alluring 
stance by the window ending by the sofa. Bill put the 
camera down. Amber was laying on her back, the panty 
just covering her virginity, the little bra just 
covering her breasts. Bill crossed the room to her, 
sitting on the edge he rested his hand on her side 
caressing her young sylvan body. With slow gentle 
moves he brought his hand to the beautiful mound of 
her breast. 

Caressing her breasts he gently pulled the bra from 
her young breasts gazing at the erect nipples and the 
slightly brown areola taking the small hard nipple in 
his fingers pinching it bringing a pained look from 
the girl. She gazed up at him in a way that was 
reminiscent of his beloved Marilyn who would lay back 
on the sofa inviting him to take her. He kissed the 
nipples and breasts slowly moving down her body 
showering the girl with kisses until he reached the 
waist band. Pulling it aside was his goal and the 
slight fuzz of her young girl's pubic hair. 

Moving back up to her mouth kissing Amber deeply, 
slipping his hand between her legs feeling the 
firmness of her pussy and the nub of her clit. He slid 
his hand back and forth bring soft moans of pleasure 
from the girl. Gently, Amber rocked herself with his 
hand pressed against her pussy the sensitive feeling 
sending a warm sensuous sensation flowing through her. 
At the same instant Bill worked himself to a fever 
pitch until they both cam. 

"Y-y-yees!" they sighed together. Bill pressed his 
mouth against hers in deep passion. 


4. 
	
Friday evening after the dishes were done and the 
dining area cleaned Amber excused herself to run 
upstairs. She went into her room, locking the door she 
carefully changed from her school clothes into the 
black ensemble. Next she brushed and fixed her long 
brown hair in a loose braid. The girl's hair fell in 
long rivulets over her right shoulder and breast; last 
was the pair of black strappy heels. Last a few well-
placed touches of the perfume that was Marilyn's 
favorite. She knew Bill could never resist the scent 
of the perfume. "If this doesn't get him turned on, 
then nothing will."

She knew without a doubt Bill was depriving himself of 
a woman's love and companionship since Marilyn's 
untimely death. He worshiped the girl as much as she 
adored him. Yet, Bill had his needs just as she had 
her own. She knew the one point that she had in her 
favor: being adopted. There was no blood or genetic 
link between them. The only thing anybody could make 
of this was accusing Bill of being a pedophile and 
statutory rape of a minor girl. She wasn't about to 
let that happen. 

Checking herself in the mirror she went down to the 
living room. The next place she looked was his office. 

Amber entered through the doors from the living room. 

"Bill?"

Bill turned at the mention of his name. He started to 
look back at the computer then looked around again 
almost giving himself whip lash. Amber leaned 
languidly against the door frame smiling at him. As he 
stared at her transfixed by the sight of such young 
beauty he began to sweat. 

Everything was going the way the book said it would. 

Plan C was in place. 

"Ready, darling?"

Bill got up like an automation from the computer 
walking stiffly toward her. "Oh my god," he said 
softly as his eyes roved over her lithe young body. 
"Amber... Amber you're so much like Marilyn... it's 
scary."

"For you, darling." 

Bill approached the girl looking down at her, her face 
pure and white with a touch of rouge, her lips cherry 
with lip stick the wet smell of a fragrant perfume. He 
gently placed his hands on her shoulders pressing her 
against him to take those luscious lips with his, 
kissing her. The girl yielded to her new lover that 
night. 

"I'm yours, Bill. Tonight is our night to love one 
another." 

Bill had to admit his love for the girl. "Yes, more 
than just a father honey, more than a father – a 
lover."

"I'm yours tonight – Bill." The young girl's voice 
soft and sensuous feeling Bill pressed himself against 
her, the feel of her young budding breasts, the hard 
nipples pressing against his chest. 

Bill moved her back to the sofa. Amber let Bill guide 
her to the sofa, they sat down and it seemed a long 
time they stared into each other's eyes before they 
made the move to kiss – a long passionate kiss, their 
tongues sliding into each other's inviting mouth. 
Their tongues began playing a lovers tango as they 
touched, felt, embraced each other. 

Neither spoke. They didn't have to. Their eyes and the 
sensuous feel of the other's hands caressing each 
other's body spoke a thousand words of love that 
night. 

Bill slid his hand up her side; the feel of the silk 
gave him an even harder erection as his hand sought 
and felt the firm form of her nice small pear shaped 
breast. His fingers stroked and fondled the small form 
of the girl's breast. He took the small button like 
nipple between the fore finger and middle to gently 
squeeze it; the girl moaned into his mouth as she 
pressed herself against him. 

Amber felt light headed as she let Bill have his way 
with her that night. His hand found and lightly 
grasped her breast, feeling it, fondling, caressing as 
he took the little nipple in his fingers. 

Bill looked down on the girl with love and adoration 
for her youthful beauty. For the moment he swore it 
was his beloved Marilyn he was making love to. Marilyn 
was but a young girl herself on the second date: he 
was in the Army, she was a dependent. He took her out 
to park after dinner, a movie and walking around town. 
He found a private place to park and before she knew 
it, they were kissing and he was feeling her up. 
Before the month was up and they'd parked in their 
favorite place, he had his hand up her dress feeling 
the satin panty and the moistness of her love juices 
between her legs. He remembered the feel of her young 
tight pussy and the feel of his finger penetrating her 
for the first time. 

Amber moaned as she felt his hand slip between her 
legs to feel and caress her silk clad pussy. Bill's 
middle finger fondled her swollen little clit bringing 
a moan of pleasure from the girl as she arched her 
back thrusting her pussy and clit at Bill's hand. He 
cupped her pussy liking the feel of the girl's monse 
in his hand. 

"Oh, yes... yes! Darling... I love you!" Amber cried 
into his mouth moving her hips against his hand. 

Bill moved his hand to the thin waist band of her 
little panty, slipping it into the panty and down to 
her clit and fuzz of hair around her pussy. He gently 
fondled her clit some more until she was crying in to 
his mouth pressing his mouth against hers to stifle 
the screams of ecstasy. 

She panted breathing hard as his finger caressed her 
clit until the girl cam. The ecstasy of her first male 
induced orgasm was as she knew it would be. Amber 
thrust her slender girlish hips cumming again, she 
groaned with the searing surge of cum onto his hand. 
Her chest heaved with her effort to breath. Her fore 
head was slick with sweat from her first sexual 
experience with an older man – her foster father. 

"Mmm, you like that," he said moving his mouth down 
her face to her neck. "God... I love you... just like 
your Mother."

"I only want you to be happy."

Amber gripped the cushion as she felt another orgasm 
gripping her young body. The girl groaned as the 
orgasm surged from her wetting Bill's fingers. 

He slipped his finger from her clit to the lips of her 
pussy to assure her pussy was moist with her juices. 
It was. The girl's juices seeped onto his fingers as 
he slowly fingered her virgin clit. 

"Oh! Yes... oh, Bill..." The girl squirmed as Bill 
explored her young pussy, kissing her neck and lips 
and face, smelling the faint perfume that was 
Marilyn's favorite. His finger slipped into her pussy 
until it was past the second knuckle, just touching 
her sacred cherry. 

Amber moaned with the feeling of Bill's finger 
entering her for the first time. 

The scent of the perfume brought back an age's old 
memory; Bill recalled the night he took Marilyn's 
virginity: she had only turned eighteen the month 
before. They celebrated in private, but a few weeks 
later he finally had his way with her, taking her 
virginity – he was ready, she was willing. He 
recalled, as if it were yesterday the feel of his cock 
as it entered her young pussy, Marilyn crying that it 
was too big but he could not stop until it met that 
gossamer thin membrane that kept her virgin until that 
night. 

Amber felt Bill pushing her back onto the sofa. She 
lay down across the sofa her fine hair spread out in a 
fan over the pillows. Bill slipped his hand up under 
the baby doll to her breast and the nipple, the little 
nub of flesh that he quickly discovered was a tender 
yet sensitive spot. The feeling of his finger on her 
nipple made the girl cry out again, arching her back. 
Bill kissed Amber down to her waist and the waist band 
of the little panty. 

"Like that don't you?" he said sitting up to pulled 
the little panty down. 

"Mmm, yes..." The girl sensed that Bill was about to 
have his way with her. 

Tossing the panty aside, Bill kissed her waist then 
down to her clit and pussy, kissing around her clit 
teasing her with kisses that brought more moans from 
the young girl. Kneeling on the floor, Bill made Amber 
spread her legs until he was able to slide his tongue 
over her pussy to her clit and back to slip the tip 
into her gorgeous, wet love nest, seeping her honey 
sweet juices. He loved, sucked, kissed her pussy 
bringing the girl to another powerful orgasm. Amber 
gripped the edge of the sofa as another orgasm wracked 
her body sending her juices into Bill's open mouth. 

"Mmmm, yes baby... yes, that's what I want. God that's 
good..."

Amber had done it to herself many nights but it was 
never this good as having an experienced man do it to 
her, that's what she had wanted, Bill to bring her to 
a series of powerful orgasms. He sucked her juices 
into his mouth then boosted himself up to loosen his 
pants freeing his engorged cock. 

His cock seemed to hang there between his legs with 
the sack of balls begging to take the girl's cherry. 
Pre-cum oozed from the tip of the cock as he 
positioned himself to take the girl and finally use 
her as he wanted. 

The girl glanced down through the tears of pleasure to 
see her new lover's cock pointing at its goal. Amber 
threw her head back as Bill lowered himself on to the 
young girl feeling the eagerness to take her. His 
breathing increased as he felt his cock enter the 
girl's nice tight pussy wrapped around his cock as he 
forced it into her. Nice and tight. 

"Now," Bill breathed, the moistness of the cum fluid 
helping him to ease his engorged cock into the girl. 
Amber gasped as it touched her then entered her, first 
just a bit; she sucked in a breath feeling it enter 
her. 

Bill eased forward, the tip of his cock touching her 
pussy lips; the girl lightly gasped, drawing in a 
breath as she felt her lover's cock touch her, Bill 
rubbing his cock on her pussy fluids moistening it, 
pressing it into her throbbing pussy the tip finally 
disappearing into the girl body. Amber moaned as the 
male member penetrated her for the first time. "Ahhg, 
Bill... Bill, my lover... yes!"

Bill could not help but moan as he forced himself into 
the girl's virgin tightness. Her pussy was nice and 
tight, tight as a glove that fits comfortably on a 
hand. His cock soon touched her virgin cherry 
maidenhood. The girl gasped again as Bill pressed 
against her cherry pussy. Virgin. Yes. Backing up 
slightly he tried again to breach her cherry. Bill 
silenced her moans with his lips sliding his tongue 
into her mouth as he worked to breach that thin 
obstruction of Amber's maidenhood. 

Amber moved her hips up and down helping her lover 
take her virginity as he slid deeper into her. The 
feel of a man's cock inside her for the first time was 
a new experience for the girl. The feel of Bill's cock 
filling her made her moan from its size as she moved 
to ease the pain of her first time. 

"Oooooh yesss Daddy -- Bill! Oooh yes!"

He worked his way in until he touched her maidenhood. 
He slide back then thrust forward until he touched it 
again. He eased back then thrust forward, the girl 
screamed as she bite her lip from the pain of her 
lover taking her. With a hard forceful thrust, Bill 
breached the girl's virgin cherry sliding in to her, 
its thickness made Amber gasp as it filled her. 

"O-o-oh yes darling – Bill, yes!"

Bill held his mouth over Amber's mouth until her 
screams stopped. 

Lifting his lips from her mouth he said, "No boy has 
ever had you." 

Holding his engorged cock in the girl, panting from 
the exertion, Bill savored the moment of taking the 
girl's virginity. His cock felt good inside the nice 
and tight confines of the girl's pussy. The wet 
silkiness made him just want to leave it there. His 
blood boiled with his need to relieve the pressure of 
wanting to come. He worked it in and out in slight 
movements enjoying the feeling of her lost virginity. 
 
He broke the long kiss lifting his head to look down 
on Amber. "Beautiful. God I forgot how good a virgin 
feels the first time."

Amber shook her head as tears slide down her cheeks. 

"You're not virgin anymore." Bill made the obvious 
statement between deep strained breaths pulling back 
then thrusting forward. His cock moved in and out 
working the fluid back and forth with the girl's blood 
from the loss of her innocence. "You're mine now."

Amber nodded her head tired now from the exertion of 
her first time, letting Bill have his way with her 
that night. They went to a shower together, Bill 
helping Amber clean the cum and blood off her. As they 
dried each other, Bill quickly became arose by his 
foster daughter's naked innocence. He moved her to the 
bed, instinctively she knew what her lover wanted from 
her. Opening her legs for him, Bill mounted her once 
more driving his manhood deep into the young girl's 
pussy. Bill made love to Amber a second time that 
night. 

Amber moved into Bill's bed that night. The morning 
after Bill awoke to look at the tousled head of the 
sleeping girl beside him. Feeling horny again he 
quietly moved the sleeping girl onto her back. He was 
able to get girl to spread her legs to expose her 
pussy that was still moist from the night before. 

However to assure a nice smooth penetration he spread 
a bit of Vaseline on the length of his engorged cock. 
Positioning his hands on either side of her body, Bill 
lowered himself penetrating the girl. She awoke with a 
knowing smile as her lover slipped his cock into her 
and began a slow thrusting until they came together 
one more time. 

"YES! Oh god that was good!" Their cum mingled flowing 
together in harmony. They both cried out in strangled 
words collapsing from the exertion with smiles on 
their faces. 

"No regrets."


5. 

They were father and daughter to friends and family, 
at night and behind closed doors they were lovers 
enjoying the days and night in their private world of 
making powerful love and doing what they wanted. No 
one was ever the wiser to what they did by themselves. 

As Amber became older and there were the school dances 
and social events, in spite of Bill's assurances, 
Amber was reluctant about going to the events. She 
knew certain older boys and a couple in her class had 
designs on her and wanted nothing better than to get 
her in the back seat of a car for a couple hours to 
fuck her. 

Soon Amber had the reputation among the boys of being 
prudish which didn't bother her. To Amber the boys in 
her class, were just boys. All she wanted was Bill's 
love and attention. She made up the story of a 
boyfriend who was in the Army. It helped keep some 
boys at arm's length: otherwise she kept herself only 
for Bill. 

Following high school when Amber turned eighteen and 
wanted to go to college which was in the next town 
Bill moved his business close to the school for Amber 
and cut the tuition cost. The two now lived openly 
despite their obvious age difference as husband and 
wife. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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